The Glate Readers.

V1.Kim Jong-un he is the son of/Kim Jong-il whose chip-shop still is/Shut for e'er because he's dead or/So it's said like Kim Jong-sun his dad (and mum) says Kim Jong-un/He is the son of...//V2.Three yellow, tallow effergies/Live on amidst their fantasies/Of bombs and rockets, power and might/They melt and drip, frying tonight.///